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Dec. 7th, 2005 12:44 pmSo I just checked my comcast account, and everything was all in different places. Totally threw me off. Maybe the page was just loading funny, because it doesn't look like there was an update or anything, the page was just different, for no apparent reason. Like, the delete and new message buttons were swtiched. WTF? Maybe it'll go back later.
Also, I can't get rid of these popups. I've run antivirus and spydetector a hundred times, and they find things - the same things - every time, and tell me they've deleted them, but obviously, no. I've gone through my programs, and I can't find anything that's not supposed to be there, but by this point, I'm pretty sure it's hiding in my windows programs, and I'm scared to mess with them too much, because it's all letters and numbers instead of program names, and I have no idea what the hell I'm doing in there. I think I'll take it to the Geek Squad when I go home in a few weeks. They're usually nice, and they've helped me before. I love them. I love anyone who's proud to market themself as a geek. That's pride right there.
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They fixed the register at the info desk finally, so I added money to my card and I can finally do laundry. Yay for clean clothes! And for a significant lack of homework. Spanish work and reading - last assignment - for Magic class.
I find it hard to believe the semester is almost over. I think I've said, I finally feel at home here in St. Paul, but at the same time, I find it hard to think I'm halfway through my first year here. That's an eighth of the way through my undergrad. A significant chunk, I think. I'm still getting used to thinking of myself as an adult. My only consolation is that a good deal of the people I think of as mature adults say they still wake up most mornings and wonder what they hell they're supposed to be doing, and why anyone would trust them with stuff, because they have no idea what to do, and that they still feel like an inexperienced kid underneath it all. I think the fact that that reassures me is a sign of me being an adult myself. As a kid, it would have terrified me to think no one knew how to run stuff. Now, I know that what I'm doing can't be that much worse than what some of the "adults" out there are doing.
I'm used to thinking that the work I'm doing is stuff more experienced people would be able to do in their sleep. I was with the physics tutors last night with my homework, and no one had one great idea. No one could just look at a problem and know the answer, like I can when I help my little sister with her homework. That makes me feel immensely smarter.
Also, I say yet again, you know you're at Mac when you're making fun of your math teacher, and someone gets off the line, "He's probably thinking, like, during sex, 'How do I maximize my pleasure? Well, first you take the derivitive, and then you find the zero points..." We're such geeks. Even when we make dirty cracks about our teachers, we're still geeks. Jesus, I love my school.
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Last of all, but certainly not least, my cousins are coming home for Christmas!! I haven't seen either of them in a while, because they live across the country, and they have school and work on vacations and things, but now I get to see both of them, and my girl cousin, Lara, is also currently obsessed with Rent. Oh, we're going to have such singing parties. And I accomplished my goal, and can now sing all of La Vie Boheme without tripping over the words. Niiice.
Also, I can't get rid of these popups. I've run antivirus and spydetector a hundred times, and they find things - the same things - every time, and tell me they've deleted them, but obviously, no. I've gone through my programs, and I can't find anything that's not supposed to be there, but by this point, I'm pretty sure it's hiding in my windows programs, and I'm scared to mess with them too much, because it's all letters and numbers instead of program names, and I have no idea what the hell I'm doing in there. I think I'll take it to the Geek Squad when I go home in a few weeks. They're usually nice, and they've helped me before. I love them. I love anyone who's proud to market themself as a geek. That's pride right there.
*************
They fixed the register at the info desk finally, so I added money to my card and I can finally do laundry. Yay for clean clothes! And for a significant lack of homework. Spanish work and reading - last assignment - for Magic class.
I find it hard to believe the semester is almost over. I think I've said, I finally feel at home here in St. Paul, but at the same time, I find it hard to think I'm halfway through my first year here. That's an eighth of the way through my undergrad. A significant chunk, I think. I'm still getting used to thinking of myself as an adult. My only consolation is that a good deal of the people I think of as mature adults say they still wake up most mornings and wonder what they hell they're supposed to be doing, and why anyone would trust them with stuff, because they have no idea what to do, and that they still feel like an inexperienced kid underneath it all. I think the fact that that reassures me is a sign of me being an adult myself. As a kid, it would have terrified me to think no one knew how to run stuff. Now, I know that what I'm doing can't be that much worse than what some of the "adults" out there are doing.
I'm used to thinking that the work I'm doing is stuff more experienced people would be able to do in their sleep. I was with the physics tutors last night with my homework, and no one had one great idea. No one could just look at a problem and know the answer, like I can when I help my little sister with her homework. That makes me feel immensely smarter.
Also, I say yet again, you know you're at Mac when you're making fun of your math teacher, and someone gets off the line, "He's probably thinking, like, during sex, 'How do I maximize my pleasure? Well, first you take the derivitive, and then you find the zero points..." We're such geeks. Even when we make dirty cracks about our teachers, we're still geeks. Jesus, I love my school.
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Last of all, but certainly not least, my cousins are coming home for Christmas!! I haven't seen either of them in a while, because they live across the country, and they have school and work on vacations and things, but now I get to see both of them, and my girl cousin, Lara, is also currently obsessed with Rent. Oh, we're going to have such singing parties. And I accomplished my goal, and can now sing all of La Vie Boheme without tripping over the words. Niiice.
